I sit in a row to the therapist, there is a bed of Tajiks, a certificate for sanitization to get. A therapist, wearing a blue coat and a blue hat, comes out to call the next (it’s my turn) and says to the Tajiks:
So, comrades, I will not accept you without Bachiles, go down, buy Bachiles.
The Tadzjikans leave, I go to the therapist. After 10 minutes, the therapist and I leave the office - the Tajiks came, they were Bahili, apparently looking at the therapist, they put on their heads. The therapist :
Come on, the blue bears!! to